So, my morning was going slowly. My lower back aggravated with every rollover throughout the night. Do you think it could be from spending eight hours on my boat the day before? The phone rang as I was about to drag myself from my desk to the shower. It was a friend from down the…
Now that looks like a really strange blog post title, doesn’t it? It seems I’ve been in a bit of a blogging slump, not having internet readily available at my tips. I was speaking with an old friend whom I haven’t seen in 20 years last night, and I asked her to imagine her life…
or . . . a day in the marsh with the wind, the water, and wild teenagers! What in the world is a marsh grass planting? Well, I’m about to tell you. When a restoration project is undertaken, there is “new soil” that needs to be planted in order to be kept from washing away. Sometimes,…
Ok, folks, no pics just facts. It’s not quite 7 a.m. and I just finished putting my lower kitchen cabinets back into order at my home down the bayou. Yes, I am trying to make my home livable until we decide what we will do here. That’s another story for another day. There are so…
It was 4 a.m. Time to get up, and my youngest son was on his feet instantly. Everything was ready by the door for Termite’s first Youth Waterfowl Day. The early morning was dark and chilly, still and quiet. As we loaded the boat, the gear made echoing sounds that bounced around on the camps across the…
or “How Termite Forgot Something Very Important” After listening to not one, not two, but about six duck calls being blown from daylight until after dark for about six months now by my hunter-in-training 12-year-old son, do you have ANY idea how annoying that can be? And there we were, having braved the fog, the…